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I seen you in a minute That's that distance We know we got Tell bitches my name business Girl I'm at the W I call you I finish She never with a nigga like me and I can tell And I don't give a fuck what say lil mama you bad as hell And every time she step on the scene my gon' give 'em hell I she bout that bread on the side doin' hair and nails Gon' get it, that money just don't let it make you get it, I got money and I just might spend it on you If you act might call ya the boo Hop on a plane, a trip to Peru Hop on a plane, take a trip, a friend Airports down, bag full of We gon' do this, we gon' do this the right way We gon' do this, we do this shit the right way Pull up, hop in, you know how it goes And you know what's poppin' when I down in your town
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Shawty like it when I get it from the back The way I break it in, you might leave here in a wheel The way I break you in, you might try to tell your But don't tell them cause she might pull up in that Benz I know these bitches ain't shit but I'ma you like my queen Might hit sex no less and a nigga do those things Next year show up in Dolce jeans I know you man had low paid dreams here you go, 4k for the rings If you notice every day for a queen Baby hold I've been broke so long I swear to God that I won't go in Louis V, fuck it up and make it right back Blow bands and say I did it on accident If she act right I'm trashin' it I know little can't wait for a nigga to touchdown
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Blow bands and say I did it on accident Did it on accident, did it on Blow those bands and say I did it on Did it on accident, did it on
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In a distance We got My business I'm at the W, I'll call you when I'm When I'm I'm finished I Camp, ha